Meme Entry 1
Cold, wet, hungry, fucking north, fucking cousins, fucking family. Pause for a moment, lick the paw to get feeling back, shake off the snow, Cold, wet, hungry…
smack
She whips around, fangs bared, eyes, narrowed, a deep guttural noise resounding at the threat.
Nothing.
She pauses, her eyes never stopping their scan across the wilderness surrounding her, she lowers her nose and sniffs at the white ground beneath her. Nothing that shouldn’t be there. Another warning growl…
smack
Another lump of snow flies from the trees, covering her lower back with the wretched coldness. A howl, and she charges in the direction the projectile sailed from, tearing through the woods with mindless fury. Twigs, low branches, even the falling snow is victim to her snapping jaws as she weaves through the woods in search of her assailant.
Several fruitless moments pass and she stops, nostrils flaring in her effort to regain her breath.
Nothing.
smack
That was it. That was the fucking line. Hair recedes, bones crack, the skull shrinks, and the sleek gray wolf is replaced by an equally snarling dark haired teenager.
“I’m not fucking kidding Ashe, stop it right now.”
smack
The softball sized chunk of snow to the face is enough to level the girl.
Snicker
She pauses from wiping the snow off her face to turn and glare at a near by pine tree.
“It’s not funny asshole; I got freaking snow down the front of my shirt. You got any idea how goddamn cold that is?”
Full blown laughter echoes through the woods as a raggedy teen at last makes his entrance, falling out of a near by tree (the one directly opposite to her current wrathful glare) into the snow bank below, not rising as he clutches his sides in his own amusement.
smack
Large brown eyes pop up immediately, staring innocently as their assailant, the snow dripping slowly down from the top of his head.
“Not so funny when its you getting’ covered.”
A tilted head is her only answer. Then a wide grin.
Swoosh
The boy throws himself backwards into the snow, arms and legs swinging with increasing speed. A few moments and he springs to his feet, presenting his masterpiece to the girl dusting herself off besides him.
silence
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
A pouts, then the arms are thrown out wide once more to displaying the snow angel in all its jagged glory.
“Oh, for the love of god. If I were actually paying you for this, I’d fire you. Jesus Christ…” She turns and looks around, gazing at anything other than her companion and his work. She looks at him again. He hasn’t moved a muscle. Not even the goddamn smile changed, taking up enough of his face to force his eyes closed.
Sigh
“Yeah, yeah, good job. Looks just like the real thing,”
Clap Clap
He bounces around her happily, twirling and clapping his ands at the approval.
“Can we go now?”
A tail wandering off into the forest to her right is the only reply.
“Finally.”
The sleek gray wolf races off into the woods after him.
Well, at least she’s forgotten about the cold for a while.
smack
She whips around, fangs bared, eyes, narrowed, a deep guttural noise resounding at the threat.
Nothing.
She pauses, her eyes never stopping their scan across the wilderness surrounding her, she lowers her nose and sniffs at the white ground beneath her. Nothing that shouldn’t be there. Another warning growl…
smack
Another lump of snow flies from the trees, covering her lower back with the wretched coldness. A howl, and she charges in the direction the projectile sailed from, tearing through the woods with mindless fury. Twigs, low branches, even the falling snow is victim to her snapping jaws as she weaves through the woods in search of her assailant.
Several fruitless moments pass and she stops, nostrils flaring in her effort to regain her breath.
Nothing.
smack
That was it. That was the fucking line. Hair recedes, bones crack, the skull shrinks, and the sleek gray wolf is replaced by an equally snarling dark haired teenager.
“I’m not fucking kidding Ashe, stop it right now.”
smack
The softball sized chunk of snow to the face is enough to level the girl.
Snicker
She pauses from wiping the snow off her face to turn and glare at a near by pine tree.
“It’s not funny asshole; I got freaking snow down the front of my shirt. You got any idea how goddamn cold that is?”
Full blown laughter echoes through the woods as a raggedy teen at last makes his entrance, falling out of a near by tree (the one directly opposite to her current wrathful glare) into the snow bank below, not rising as he clutches his sides in his own amusement.
smack
Large brown eyes pop up immediately, staring innocently as their assailant, the snow dripping slowly down from the top of his head.
“Not so funny when its you getting’ covered.”
A tilted head is her only answer. Then a wide grin.
Swoosh
The boy throws himself backwards into the snow, arms and legs swinging with increasing speed. A few moments and he springs to his feet, presenting his masterpiece to the girl dusting herself off besides him.
silence
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
A pouts, then the arms are thrown out wide once more to displaying the snow angel in all its jagged glory.
“Oh, for the love of god. If I were actually paying you for this, I’d fire you. Jesus Christ…” She turns and looks around, gazing at anything other than her companion and his work. She looks at him again. He hasn’t moved a muscle. Not even the goddamn smile changed, taking up enough of his face to force his eyes closed.
Sigh
“Yeah, yeah, good job. Looks just like the real thing,”
Clap Clap
He bounces around her happily, twirling and clapping his ands at the approval.
“Can we go now?”
A tail wandering off into the forest to her right is the only reply.
“Finally.”
The sleek gray wolf races off into the woods after him.
Well, at least she’s forgotten about the cold for a while.